Sofie's Pride Part 2 (Patreon)

Story by @mudlark.bsky.social

Jenny’s claws are sharp enough to make me want to stay as still as possible while Adrian fucks me from behind. Every clap of his hips against mine makes his girlfriend’s claws dig just a little deeper, which makes my tail hike a little higher, which makes Adrian fuck a little harder. I can still taste his cum in the back of my throat, but every time I lick my lips it tastes like Jenny.

I’m drunk on the ache between my legs as he shoves himself into me over and over, demanding space like he has every right to take it, and I let him.

A girl needs to blow off some steam every once in a while, right?

The room reeks of sex in the way I like and Jenny takes the back of my neck and pulls me down to suckle on her collarbone, her favorite spot, I’ve learned. I nip hard enough to make her suck in a breath before giving the spot some soothing licks.

I’m face down, ass up, and Adrian does exactly what I want and takes full advantage of that fact, lifting my tail with one hand and spreading me with the other.

“Pretty fucking view back here. God damn,” he says, thumb brushing unmistakably over my hole as either a declaration or a dare. I let him know that I’m not one to back down by grinding against him, clenching in a way I know he can see.

Go ahead if you think you can handle it.

There’s a short pause as he wets his thumb in his mouth before slowly, exquisitely pressing it into my ass. I bark at the different feeling of fullness before Jenny leads my whining muzzle to one of her breasts. She moans as I press my tongue flush to her nipple, circling it like how I was circling her clit earlier. She feels the same pattern and we share a knowing look that fills our next kiss with immature giggles. I run my finger through her hair and hold her head against the pillow while our tongues slip over each other. She tastes like me.

Her teeth have my bottom lip hostage when my orgasm hits, white-hot in the pit of my stomach as Adrian pushes his thumb into me while he bottoms out, those long, powerful spurts stretching me that much more. I’m craning my head towards the ceiling, still riding my own wave as Jenny returns the favor and latches her muzzle to my nipple, sucking sharply to make me yip.

Adrian’s sweat drips onto my back as he finishes, and mine mixes with Jenny as it falls onto her chest. We’ve been at it for so long that I’ve lost track of our individual scents. I never want to leave.

Adrian pulls out of me panting and I’m left with a hole only arrogant lion cock can fill. Jenny grabs my hips and brings me down to cuddle, her purrs vibrating against my chest.

“How many is that?” Adrian asks.

“How many what?”

“Times I’ve made you cum.”

“I don’t know,” I say honestly. “Fucking and keeping track of things doesn’t really mix.”

“Not more than I have,” Jenny teases.

Adrian pouts in a way that we can only laugh at. Jenny’s got a finger playing with my lips. I open my legs for her.

“Guess we’ll just have to start over,” I tell him, making a show of raising my tail. His eyes go straight to my ass. “If you’re okay with that.”

Adrian eyes us suspiciously before announcing he’s going to find the lube.

Jenny’s already making her way between my legs, kissing the small pearls of her boyfriend’s cum that are leaking out of me.

“How long do you think it’ll take him?” I ask.

Jenny’s breath washes over my pussy. “Long enough for me to get a head start. You’re in charge of counting, by the way,” she says.

I want to argue that they should keep their own tally, but her tongue makes it hard to disagree.